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Tuesday, October 27, 2015

just write: like playing cards.

I can still picture it
after all of this time,
how you’d share with me your secrets
as I would tell you mine.

and we’d lay upon a rooftop
trading secrets like playing cards
as we stared into the sky
hoping to see a shooting star. 

I think of you sometimes,
when a star is on the move.
I’ve heard you’re doing better,
and I hope that’s really true. 

I know that I’m no longer there,
that you’ve found someone new.
I just hope that she is someone
who you can tell your secrets to. 


say whatcha need to say.